Chapter 200: A Difficult Choice
Being able to become the captain of the base, Feng Yong has a strong side, just like now, after learning the news of the conflict between Ling Xiu and Deng Song, he immediately brought someone over, and seeing Deng Song holding a gun against Ling Xiu's head, it was difficult for him to keep his composure.
"I repeat, put the gun down!" Feng Yong stared at Deng Song coldly.
Deng Song only stared at Ling Xiu with red eyes, his face was about to split, revealing a fierceness.
Feng Yong took out a pistol from his waist, pointed it at him, and said murderously: "Deng Song, don't force Lao Tzu!" ”
The bloody and rigid nature of the soldier was undoubtedly revealed at this moment, compared with the previous amiable appearance, Feng Yong seemed to be a different person.
The whole space, the tense atmosphere was tense to the extreme, and beads of sweat appeared on everyone's foreheads, but it was mixed with the rain, and it was impossible to tell whether it was sweat or rain.
"Brother Song!"
Liu Cannon greeted him, shook his head at Deng Song and looked at him, meaning: Bear with it, you can't make a complete fall out with Feng Yong and them now for the sake of a new kid.
Deng Song closed his eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and when he opened his eyes again, all the cruelty was gone, and he changed to a smiling face, raised his eyebrows and said to Feng Yong: "Ah Yong, I'm playing with Brother Ling, what are you doing with such a big temper, it's true!" ”
As he spoke, he put away his pistol, waved his hand again, and motioned for his subordinates to put away their guns.
Seeing that the other party had withdrawn the gun, Feng Yong also ordered everyone to collect the gun, and ignored Deng Song, who had a false smile on his face, and turned to Ling Xiu in a friendly manner: "Brother Ling, let's go." ”
Ling Xiu nodded, Zhang Yifei's nose was still bleeding, and he needed to let the military doctor at the base take a look, so he couldn't delay.
"Wait!"
At this moment, Deng Song stopped him with words, completely ignoring Feng Yong's hostile gaze, and said in a strange manner, "Brother Ling, should you have forgotten the punishment agreed upon before our game, the losing side will have to do five hundred push-ups." ”
"It's the fuck that there is such a pact, but don't forget that you said that."
It was Zhang Yifei who spoke, covering his bleeding nose, but with a cheap smile on his face, "You said, if you can't do five hundred, don't force it, this is just casual play, don't take it too seriously." You don't deny it, do you? ”
Deng Song was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, that's right, I said so, but ......"
"But an egg, since we don't have to take it too seriously, can we not do it?" Zhang Yifei raised his voice and shouted.
But it's a bastard???
Hearing this, Deng Song's face sank, and the anger that he had finally suppressed surged up again, making the muscles at the corner of his mouth twitch fiercely.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and finally squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Yes!" ”
"Then your Captain Deng is still a dick~ ba. Let's go, Lao Ling, accompany me to the doctor, damn it, I'm much more comfortable now. ”
Zhang Yifei stretched out his hand like a sick person to help him, and Ling Xiu also gave him face, helped him, and left the court with Tang Xiaomo, Chu Liyue, and Feng Yong.
Deng Song's fists clenched, and he smoked with anger, he had never been so aggrieved as he was today, and he was still making a fool of himself in front of his subordinates. He swore that he would definitely break Ling Xiu and Zhang Yifei into pieces.
"Brother Song, dissipate your anger, don't be angry!" Liu Dacang hurriedly spoke comfortingly.
Deng Song had a cold glint in his eyes, turned around, and the pistol was pressed against his head.
Liu Cannon was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a "poof", and said tremblingly: "Loose...... Brother Song, you ...... What are you doing? ”
"What are you shivering about?" Deng Song asked coldly.
"Because...... Because Brother Song, you put a gun to my head, I ...... I'm scared......" Liu said tremblingly, he didn't know what his master was doing.
"Yes, no one will be afraid of being pointed at gunpoint, but ......"
Deng Song suddenly grabbed Liu Dacang's collar and pulled him up from the ground, his eyes were as wide as a bull's eye, bloodshot, "Why is that kid surnamed Ling still so calm when facing my gun?" ”
Those eyes were indifferent and sharp, just looking at him quietly, like disdain, and like mockery, which impressed him deeply, and there was a strong sense of frustration, at that moment, he suddenly felt that he was very small, and Ling Xiu was an existence that needed him to look up.
"He, he, he...... He must have been stupefied, absolutely ...... Absolutely! ”
Liu Dacang's face turned pale, and he stammered and replied, Deng Song in this way is like a mad beast, he may bite whoever he catches, and he feels that his life is going to be lost.
"Scared silly? Hmph, it's just fucking ~ only you waste will be scared silly! ”
Deng Song sneered and let go of Liu Cannon's collar, put the gun away, and turned to look in the direction where Ling Xiu and the others left, muttering to himself, "There are only two kinds of people who can be calm in the face of the muzzle, either the outlaw who licks the blood on the tip of the knife and has long put life and death out of the way, or the person who often wanders on the edge of death and has experienced the baptism of death, and the one surnamed Ling should belong to the latter." ”
"Brother Song, according to this, he is still a ruthless character, so will it be a mistake for us to have such a stiff relationship with him?" Liu Cannon said with some concern.
Deng Song turned his head and glared at him coldly, so frightened that he couldn't help but shrink his neck.
At this time, a man trotted over and gave Deng Song a standard military salute.
But Deng Song said impatiently: "If you have a fart, let it go, Lao Tzu is not in a good mood." ”
The man was not annoyed, and said calmly: "Captain Deng, Lieutenant General Tang is invited!" ”
Deng Song was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly asked, "What is the matter with Lieutenant General Tang looking for me?" ”
"Didn't you know when you went?"
The man laughed, and after leaving these words, he gave another military salute and turned to leave.
******
The night is getting darker, but the rain has been falling from day to now, and there is no sign of stopping.
Zhang Yifei's nose was drugged, a white cotton swab was pasted, and he had fallen asleep on the bed at this time.
In this deep mountain base, there is no need to worry about zombies, so he sleeps extraordinarily deeply, and the snoring sound is shocking.
Ling Xiu couldn't sleep, standing in the corridor, blowing the evening breeze, looking at Tang Guoqiang's residence with faint candlelight on the opposite side of the training ground. During the day, the words of Tang Guoqiang and his wife were still lingering in their ears, how to choose, whether to take Tang Xiaomo away or leave Tang Xiaomo behind.
Taking Tang Xiaomo away is undoubtedly taking her on a journey that may lose her life at any time; If you don't take Tang Xiaomo away, what if what Fujuan said is the truth, what if Tang Guoqiang really wants to hurt Tang Xiaomo? Moreover, there is an insidious and ruthless Deng Song in this base.
Ling Xiu was in a dilemma, he never thought that Tang Xiaomo would have to face such a problem after bringing Tang Xiaomo to her parents, he couldn't figure out what could make Tang Guoqiang and Zhang Fujuan say diametrically opposed words.